The sky blackened and there was an ill wind. Kendra looked up, "A storm." He pulled up his hood to cover his neck and stood. A weaselly looking man had entered the garden without Kendra seeing. An angel appeared before Kendra. "Behind you Kendra," motioned the angel.
Kendra looked behind him and saw the man starting to draw a dagger. The Nephilim picked up a fallen apple and threw it at the man's hand with such force that the man dropped the dagger. Stunned he tried to flee, but Kendra was upon him. As he landed on the man Kendra drove the wind from him, "One of Cephrasi's avengers eh."
The man who found it difficult to speak just nodded. Picking him up by his robes Kendra escorted him to the cells. The jailer greeted his commander. "Hail Kendra, what do you have in your grasp?"
"An assassin, or would be. See if you can put him up for a while, and find out where he comes from and if there are any others in his group."
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Kendra
FantasyDark he was and olive eyed. Fierce as the sun and white as the moon. He led an army of 10,000 men all trained in the arts of war. He lived in the Bosom of Abraham with his wife and children, but warred upon the earth to satiate his battle lust and n...
